 Hey, what's this for? It's the payoff, but I'm shelling out for the bum eggs I sold this morning. I beg your pardon, sir. I'm Janet Steele, pure food inspector for the health department. If you'd like to register a complaint about the eggs sold by this man... Have a heart, lady. I'm handing this customer a five-buck bill. What more do you want? No, no, you don't understand. I didn't buy any eggs this morning. I want to buy five dozen now. Ha-ha, I'm laughing.